Revolution in the depths of the soul

Sister-in-law Bin hugged her arms, leaned against the wall and drank a cigarette, leaned against each other, and looked at each other with Zhan Xing for a while.

"Why are you different from before?" Zhan Xing said, "What are you doing here?"

Auntie Bin lazily said: "Did Lin San not tell you about Qianmianhua?"

Zhan Xing shook his head blankly, and asked, "Is Jing Feng doing well?"

Sister-in-law Bin's face changed: "You don't know anything? You don't know what to do in Tibet?"

Zhan Xing was taken aback: "I... I really don't know, I just came here for fun, and he is also in Tibet? I have already been kicked out of the teacher by him, no, we..."

There was a murderous intent in Mrs. Bin's eyes, and the next second, the door of the hotel room was slammed open, and Huo Hu stood at the door like a mountain in his pajamas.

"...We broke up." Zhan Xing said, "Brother Hu, what are you doing out here?"

Huo Hu said: "It's cold outside, wear more clothes, be careful of freezing."

Sister-in-law Bin looked at Huo Hu for a while, and the latter handed the sweater to Zhan Xing, turned around and entered.

Zhanxing asked nervously: "What happened to Jingfeng? He asked me to go back to Beijing, and left without saying anything."

Mrs. Bin looked at Zhan Xing suspiciously for a moment, and said, "Then, you are not allowed to tell anyone about this, do you understand?"

Zhan Xing nodded, and Mrs. Bin said coldly: "You are no longer Lin San's apprentice, so keep your mouth shut, even if you say a single word to the big man just now, I will kill you."

Zhan Xing smiled hippiely, completely ignoring Mrs. Bin's threats, and stuck to him and asked, "What about you, what are you doing in Lhasa? Is Jingfeng also in Lhasa? What's your plan?"

Auntie Bin threw the cigarette butt: "It's not clear, Xiao Shuang is still alive, I suspect that Lin San has joined the teacher again. You'd better go back to Beijing immediately."

Zhan Xing suddenly understood: "Oh, it's because of Xiao Shuang, isn't he dead yet?"

Sister-in-law Bin really couldn't deal with Zhan Xing: "If you don't go back, be careful to tell your life here, and you will never go back."

Zhan Xing was disappointed in his heart, but he remained stubborn: "I'm playing with mine, he's busy with others, so it's none of my business."

Auntie Bin looked at Zhan Xing: "Forget it, for Lin San's sake, I would like to advise you, don't force yourself to stand out if you have something to do, and hide behind that big man."

Mrs. Bin turned around and left.

Zhan Xing went back to his room and got down on the ground. Huo Hu turned over a page of the book and asked casually, "Brother, who did you break up with?"

Zhan Xing: "It's nothing, meow! Meow! Meow, meow, meow! Meow, your sister! Go to sleep!"

next day:

"Thousand-faced Flower." Huo Hu said, "It's just a woman with a thousand identities."

Only then did Zhan Xing suddenly realize.

In the early morning of severe winter, they got up before dawn. In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, plus jet lag. At nine o'clock in the morning, it is still dark everywhere.

The Tibetan Buddhist Association and the Cultural Research Association allocated two dilapidated old jeeps to the scientific expedition team. In this season when a drop of water turns into ice, all supplies are available.The car was full of supplies, and the scientific expedition team set off at nine o'clock for Ali.

The trees in the distance were like ghosts, the scientific expedition team was divided into two groups, and Huo Hu and four male students got into one of them.

Huo Hu's 1.9-meter tall body squeezed in, and the carriage was about to explode.

The snow stove, solid fuel, and tent that didn't fit in the cargo box were stuffed into the back, making the six people uncomfortable.

"Why don't you try breakfast milk." Zhan Xing said, "That tastes good too."

Huo Hu said: "Taste it, this one tastes better."

"I've wronged you, Master Zhan." Li Bin patted Zhan Xing's shoulder sympathetically.

Zhan Xing said: "It's nothing! Share joys and sorrows with everyone, and experience civilian life! Brother Hu, can you play that?"

Zhan Xing took Huo Hu's milk carton, but Li Bin still didn't know that the disaster was imminent, so he laughed at himself: "I should have invited your uncle to send a luxurious palace off-road vehicle over, and prepare the heater in the car."

Zhan Xing didn't care about Li Bin at all, pulled out the straw, and signaled to Huo Hu: "This way, block the mouth of the straw with your thumb, hold your arms sideways, and pull the two ears of Tetra Brik."

Li Bin: "It's better to have a beautiful tour guide to accompany you all the way..."

Huo Hu was puzzled, he pressed the mouth of the straw on the outer packaging of Mengniu with his thumb, pulled the two sharp corners, and squeezed it.

With a bang, the milk carton exploded, Zhan Xing chose the right angle, and the milk sprayed Li Bin, who was chattering in the front row.

Li Bin: "I'll wipe your mother—!"

Zhan Xing: "Bite me, bite me..." While sticking out his tongue, he hid behind Huo Hu.

Li Bin was so angry that he raised his fist to fight for his life, but Huo Hu's big hands like iron pincers grabbed his wrist.

The instigator, Huo Hu, said seriously: "Okay, don't mess around."

Li Bin couldn't contain his grief and anger, and he roared angrily: "Don't mess around! You are obviously in the same group—!"

The sky was always dark, dark clouds weighed heavily on the zenith, and the vision in the distance was blurred. Two off-road vehicles galloped one after the other.

The wind blows through the gaps in the mountains. Today's weather is very strange. There is no sunlight, and it seems that a huge snowstorm is brewing.

On the top of this dark roof of the world, the rocks hundreds of millions of years ago are exposed, and the rocks that have been peeled off the outer shell are exposed on the surface, and there are still traces of shell fossils left over from the Himalayan Trench during the crustal movement.

The dark silhouette of the yak receded at the end of the ridge.

This seems to be an ancient world, everything has not been destroyed by human beings, and the natural landscape has been the same for hundreds of billions of years.

Zhan Xing's deep pupils reflected in the car window, he wiped off the white mist from the car window, and stared blankly at the scenery outside the window.

"Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles." Huo Hu said, "It's always good to go out for a walk."

"It's so beautiful." Zhan Xing said, "The sun hasn't risen, and it's gray everywhere, just like when the world was created."

A student joked: "Master, have you seen the creation?"

Zhan Xing laughed at himself.

"There are people there?" Zhan Xing pointed to the parallel plain road, two motorcycles galloped at high speed, and the drivers raised the hem of their black trench coats.

"Wow! Driving in such cold weather! So handsome!"

Zhan Xing was about to take pictures, but the locomotive flew away and turned into a small black spot.

"At this time, the sun was already out, but not today." The driver said, "It may be due to the weather. There will be wind and snow on the way to Zanda."

The driver turned on the radio, the radio waves rustled, and he couldn't hear it carefully.

Zhan Xing: "The road will not be blocked by the wind and snow."

Everyone: "..."

Li Bin scolded: "Don't be crowed, okay?"

The driver smiled and said, "No, usually there will be a forecast for heavy wind and snow."

The off-road vehicle drove on the plateau for half a day, and Zhan Xing's words became a proverb, and a snowstorm came.

There was heavy white snow everywhere, Zhan Xing had never seen such a violent gust of wind, the sky and the earth were dark, and thunder and lightning intersected, forming a magnificent spectacle in the clouds.

"Ah! It's snowing and it's still thundering!?" The students yelled loudly, leaning over to the car windows to look out.

Even Huo Hu was surprised, and he and Zhan Xing looked up into the sky.

The wind, snow and thunder were like the wrath of the gods, rumbling continuously, roaring and pressing towards them.

"Wow, Lei Xue." Zhan Xing said, "A very rare weather phenomenon."

"We are in a snowstorm! It is very likely that we will be stuck on the road." Dean Li's voice came from the communicator: "Students in the car behind, did you hear that?"

The students encountered a rare snowstorm when they went out for the scientific examination for the first time. They were all excited and nervous, and they were afraid that the world would not be chaotic. Li Bin was the first to say: "I heard, what should we do now!"

Dean Li's voice said: "Keep in touch! Slowly follow our car! Find a place to shelter from the wind!"

The driver said: "Got it, you go first!"

The rain and snow wiped back and forth on the front window, and the car in the distance slowed down and moved slowly along the road.

The driver put in gear, stepped on the accelerator, and could vaguely see the taillights of the car in front in the wind and snow. Two hours later, the taillights gradually dimmed and then disappeared.

The driver took off the communicator: "The people in front, can you hear me?"

Zhan Xing said worriedly, "We shouldn't get separated from the car in front."

Everyone: "..."

Li Bin: "Do you dare to shut up?!"

Zhan Xing said, "I'm just worried!"

The communicator rustled, but there was no answer.

Zhan Xing's Crow's Mouth hit the nail on the head for the second time.

The two off-road vehicles were separated, and Zhan Xing, Huo Hu, four students, and a driver were trapped in the middle of the road.

Zhan Xing said worriedly again: "Our classic car...should not stall."

The rest of the people except Huo Hu shouted frantically: "Stop talking!"

Huo Hu: "Drink milk? It's hot."

Zhan Xing took it and sucked on Huo Hu's straw. The driver stepped on the gas pedal and leaned over to the front window to look around. The car slipped, everyone tilted, and Zhan Xing's milk sprayed Li Bin again.

"a!"

"I'm not careful this time, I'm sorry." Zhan Xing hurriedly apologized with a smile.

The driver slammed on the brakes, and the car body tilted and overturned. Huo Hu fell down expressionlessly while eating beef jerky.

Huo Hu's burly figure dominated the final car's slanted direction. With a muffled sound, the wheels sank into the ditch beside the road, and the driver cursed: "Damn!"

The driver slammed the car key, and the engine made a few exhausted "cracks, gurglings" and then continued to gurgle.

Sure enough, the flame was turned off, and Crow's Mouth won the bid for the third time.

The driver had a frantic expression, and the car was stumbling around. Zhan Xing said, "You...be careful to unscrew the car key."

The driver immediately made a gesture of surrender, not daring to touch the car keys, lest he be cursed by the crow's mouth again and lose his temper completely.

The off-road vehicle leaned on the side of the road at a 45-degree angle, and the driver said helplessly, "What should I do now?"

Zhan Xing: "Read it to me now, Fuck!"

The driver yelled, "Fuck!!"

The off-road vehicle was tilted, the wind and snow roared outside the window, Zhan Xing was about to be crushed by Huo Hu.

Huo Hu gracefully propped up the car window with one hand, leaving a little room for Zhan Xing to continue drinking milk.

"What now?" the driver asked.

Li Bin said, "Stay in the car and don't go anywhere."

Zhan Xing huddled under Huo Hu's suit jacket: "It's going to be very cold. The snowstorm is about to stop, I don't know when it will go."

Li Bin: "Then what should you do according to your suggestion, young master? Go out and seek death?!"

Zhan Xing shrugged, several people adjusted their positions, took out the playing cards, and started fighting the landlord.

It was getting colder and colder outside, and not long after, a layer of ice formed on the inner window, the driver put away the sign: "This is not possible, we have to find a place to hide from the wind."

Huo Hu said, "Take off the burner and find a shelter from the wind."

Li Bin said: "Absolutely not! If you go out, you will be frozen to death!"

Huo Hu didn't even look at Li Bin, and opened the car door: "It's easier to die of cold inside."

Zhan Xing got out of the car with Huo Hu, the wind and snow were much lighter, but he still shuttled between the mountains like a sharp knife, Zhan Xing felt that his nose and ears were about to be frozen off, so he had to pull up his hood and put it on. Thick down jacket, clumsily following behind Huo Hu.

Huo Hu stopped on the side of the road, facing the boundless wind and snow, and untied his belt.

Zhan Xing also untied the belt, thinking that he was holding back his urine, no wonder he wanted to get out of the car.

shhhhhhh...

Zhan Xing turned his eyes sideways, sizing up Huo Hu viciously.

Depend on!so big!

Huo Hu drank milk, held back his urine for a long time, swayed in the car, and had a physiological reaction in his crotch. When he took out the thing, it was straight and stiff, and it was eighteen centimeters long!

Zhan Xing became hard when he peed, he looked at Huo Hu.

Huo Hu remained expressionless and continued to pee.

"It's so big!" Zhan Xing said.

Huo Hu said politely: "Thank you, yours is not small."

Zhan Xing said modestly: "Where, it's not as big as you, it must be [-] centimeters at its peak! It must be a space cannon!"

Huo Hu comforted him kindly: "I'm sorry, it should be less than [-] centimeters, just one foot. Yours is a small steel cannon, which is not bad."

Huo Hu and the driver unloaded the fuel and looked around. The driver loaded the flare gun and fired it into the sky. A rose-red fireworks roared into the sky.

The scenery 30 meters away can be vaguely seen on the highway, and the snow is whistling everywhere. In the heavy snow, there is a little black in the distance.

"Hello!" Zhan Xing shouted loudly.

Zhan Xing crossed the edge of the road, and Huo Hu immediately caught up. There was a man in the snow, leading a yak.

The driver yelled something in Tibetan, and the man answered loudly. Zhan Xing bowed and panted for a while. The severe cold and the lack of oxygen on the plateau made him exhausted. Huo Hu bowed and gestured to carry him.

"Get out of the car!" the driver said, "There are hidden bags nearby!"

A group of people followed the Tibetans, the driver said something loudly against the wind, the man responded with a smile, and took them to a group of Tibetan bags at the foot of the mountain.

It is a unique living tent for nomads. Mongolians live in yurts, while Tibetan herdsmen have tents belonging to them. The locals call them Tibetan bags. Tibetans use iron to weave skeletons, and stick wool felt firmly to find places with abundant water and grass. , driving the stakes into the ground.

"Thank you!" Zhan Xing heaved a sigh of relief.

The students' lips were blue from the cold, and when they saw a stove in the tent, they immediately gathered around.

The man smiled and said, "Tashi Dele."

Zhan Xing also imitated him and returned the greeting. The driver had lived in Tibet for a long time and knew Tibetan, so he translated, "His name is Gongji, and a family of seventeen people are grazing here. They will go to Ali after the snowstorm passes."

Zhanxing nodded, and the students sat around doing nothing, chatting and laughing happily, and occasionally some people nodded politely to the Tibetans, so they didn't exchange many pleasantries.

Gongji wore a long knife at his waist and had a dark face. Li Bin said in a low voice: "Tibetans have their beliefs and rules. Unless necessary, don't talk too much about them."

The driver said: "It doesn't matter, they are all very hospitable."

Gongji's mother-in-law and daughter brought buttered tea, milk wine, and sheep cheese cakes for the students to eat, and Gongji gave another loud order.The driver smiled and said, "He asked his family to slaughter a sheep to entertain us."

Li Bin immediately said: "No, no, no, we can't finish eating, just drink some milk tea, don't be too troublesome."

Gongji said "Hi" and said a lot to the driver.Li Bin asked several students to pool the money, and before he could speak when he came over, Gong Ji pushed him back with an unhappy face.

Zhan Xing's mind is still full of images of Huo Hu's thick, big and long space planetary cannon, and he said flatteringly: "Brother, drink more, drink it together and go pee."

Huo Hu: "..."

Huo Hu took off his sunglasses, and said to Gongji, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

Gongji nodded again and again. His daughter was very beautiful, with attractive highland red cheeks. A fire was lit in the center of the main tent, and after a while, the sons brought the slaughtered sheep in an iron pot.

Gongji's mother is an old woman who is blind. She is covered with pendants and sits on a wool carpet. The boiled mutton smells so strong that the students can't see that Gongji is happy or angry, so they have to sit aside and eat.

The white boiled mutton in Tibet was only boiled for 45 minutes, and it was still soaked in blood when cut with a silver knife. Li Bin and others felt sick when they saw it.

"Why don't you eat it?" Zhan Xing said, "It tastes really good."

Li Bin sneered: "Young master also eats such bloody things?"

Zhan Xing said: "It's about the same as a five-ripe steak, why don't you eat it? Come on..."

Zhan Xing put a large piece of blood-soaked mutton into Li Bin's bowl, and said seriously in a low voice, "Don't eat it? Be careful that uncle draws his knife and stabs you."

Li Bin almost collapsed.

After a round of meals, Zhan Xing and the students didn't agree with each other, and retreated to Huo Hu's side to warm up with the driver and Gong Ji around the stove.

Gongji's daughter came in with a stack of woolen blankets and distributed them to the guests. After dimming the light of the butter lamp a lot, Zhanxing wrapped herself in the blankets and smiled at her.

She smiled shyly, sang a song, turned and left.

Zhan Xing suddenly felt that the syllable was indescribably familiar, and hurriedly asked, "What is she singing?"

The driver said, "That's a Buddhist proverb in the Tibetan version, "The Records of the King of Tibet". When translated, the general meaning is: You have love in your heart, but you are not attached, because separation is inevitable."

Zhan Xing listened blankly, Gong Ji said something again, and the driver translated: "That's what Lang Dama said."

Huo Hu said: "It is very strange that the king of Tibet in the era of extermination of Buddhism would leave Buddhist admonitions."

Gongji took out the Tibetan knife, wiped it repeatedly with a felt, and murmured a few words, and the driver translated: "He said that Miefo Tsampo (Zanpu means the king of Tibet) is a man with a gentle heart and firm actions, isn't he It's what you Han people think."

Zhan Xing was aroused, he only knew the history but not the legend, so he hurriedly asked: "We are going this time, the destination is Ali, does Uncle Gongji know any legends about him?"

The driver translated it, Gongji pointed to the west side, and said a lot.

The driver said: "He said: An evil spirit was suppressed on the mountain of Zhada. Lang Dama killed the evil spirit and engraved its appearance on Tscha. The evil spirit's soul flew out, 1000 years ago Invaded the Jokhang Temple and Ramoche Temple, spread all over the world. Lang Dama held the magic knife bestowed on him by the gods, chased and killed the evil spirits until the end of the sky, and finally captured the evil spirits. He sent all the Buddha statues to the bottom of the snow mountain, Suppress the evil spirit so that it can never leave."

Zhan Xing said regretfully, "But he died in the end."

Gongji vaguely understood this sentence, and said a long paragraph earnestly. The translated meaning is: he also plunged the Buddha's world into darkness, and the butter lamp was no longer lit. Light the brazier...

"Auspicious King Kong?" Zhan Xing thought of the monk who was practicing hard in the cave in his dream.

Driver: "The translation is Lalong Beji Dorje, he holds a bow..."

Zhan Xing almost jumped up: "No arrows! There are no arrows on the bow!"

The driver smiled and said, "Yes, you know this too?"

Zhan Xing said: "He was dancing the Great God in a cave... Uh, it should be called a priest, and a woman's voice appeared and told him a word."

The driver translated and looked at Gongji. There was a slightly surprised expression on Gongji's face, and he said something. The driver turned back and said, "Yes, Gongji said that at that time the dakini appeared on the mountain and gave him a hand. A bow with no arrows, and in the end Auspicious King Kong shot Lang Dama to death."

Zhan Xing: "What is a Dakini?"

Gongji was slightly surprised, and the driver translated: "Dakini is a goddess who walks in the sky in Tibetan mythology and symbolizes wisdom and compassion. He wonders that you don't know about Dakini, how do you know about the bow without arrows?"

Zhan Xing said: "Well, this is more difficult to explain, so I won't mention it for now."

Gongji said something solemnly, which translates to: "You are a predestined person."

Zhan Xing asked again: "What happened after that?"

The driver said: "Later, Lang Dama's body was taken away by Vairocana Buddha. Although he had good intentions, he killed too many people and destroyed too many temples of Buddha. He should have been sent to hell."

Zhan Xing asked: "Should it be? It means he didn't download it? Why?"

The driver explained: "This is related to another earlier legend. Some people say that Lang Dama was a fierce tiger under the seat of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva 2000 years ago. This tiger once bit off a Buddha's finger, and later Buddhism continued. It refers to the golden body after being swallowed by a tiger."

Zhan Xing was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Huo Hu said: "The meaning is that this tiger, which loves to cause trouble, once accidentally bit...a finger of Sakyamuni on Mount Sumeru without knowing it."

"Sakyamuni's Dharma is boundless, and he can cut off his finger and repeat it at any time. Therefore, the tiger saw that the Buddha could grow fingers at will like a gecko, so he thought it didn't matter, so he swallowed the severed finger of the Buddha in his mouth. .”

"Mashizhizhi Bodhisattva went to dig the tiger's mouth and fingers, but the Buddha has already grown his fingers, so it's all right? Right? Why don't you insist on pursuing responsibility? Too stingy!"—— Huo Hu said so.

Zhan Xing said sympathetically, "Aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue! Go let the tiger bite one of his fingers to see? I promise you don't think so."

Huo Hu's face was dark and he was not happy.

Gongji murmured, the driver nodded and said: "The predestined relationship is not over yet, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva has good thoughts in his heart, so let him enter the human realm to practice."

Zhan Xing: "Wait, who is that big persimmon... the big persimmon Bodhisattva?"

The driver said: "Amitabha's right-wing attendant, every step of the way, the sky and the earth tremble endlessly."

Zhan Xing nodded, and the driver translated Gong Ji's words: "Because it came to the world to practice as early as 2000 years ago. womb, reincarnation and extinction Buddha Zan Prandama."

Zhanxing was silent for a long time, then the driver said: "Gongji said, these are the secrets of Tantric Buddhism. We are predestined people in this snowstorm, so he told you this, and we also benefited. Don’t mention it to others when you go out.”

Gongji babbled again, and the driver translated it as: "He knows you are going to Ali's Guge ruins, so you must be careful of the evil spirit sealed by Langda Mazamp, it is hell The killing ghost in the deepest part has usurped the body of an eminent monk and devoured its soul, intending to do evil in the world. It must not be released."

Zhan Xing smiled and said, "Is there really such a thing?"

Neither the driver nor Gongji spoke. Zhan Xing remembered something, rummaged through his backpack, and said, "By the way, Gongji belongs to the Tantric sect... Practitioners, do you know what this thing is?"

Zhan Xing took out the ashlar from his backpack, Gong Ji looked at it for a while and got up, and explained a few words.

Driver: "Gongji is not from Tantra. His father practiced on a mountain, and his mother knows better. Now he is going to invite his mother."

Zhan Xing nodded repeatedly, and after a while, Gong Ji helped the old lady into the tent, and the students looked around curiously in another corner.

Zhan Xing put Fang Shi on the palm of his hand: "Ask her to look at this for me."

The blind old woman let go of Gongji and came forward tremblingly. For a moment, the tent was very quiet, except for the crackling sound of the brazier.

The ashlar has a dim luster, unlike the one Zhan Xing saw a few times before. Although its appearance is pure white, it is no longer the translucent state it used to be.The old woman murmured something, stretched out her trembling hand to touch it, and Zhan Xing hurriedly moved closer.

Gongji exclaimed, the old woman withdrew her hands and bowed to fold her palms together.

"What did she say?" Zhan Xing asked blankly.

The driver obviously didn't come back to his senses: "She didn't know what it was, but she said...she saw..."

Huo Hu said lightly: "Isn't she blind? What did she see?"

The driver said: "She saw a Buddha's light, where did you get this thing?"

The students rushed to see each other, and Huo Hu pressed Zhan Xing's wrist, signaling him to put it away.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind that had been blowing for nearly ten hours gradually calmed down.

The bed was laid in the tent, and they were all asleep. Spreading blankets were spread beside Huo Hu. Huo Hu slept peacefully on his back. He didn't snore, and rarely turned over.

Zhan Xing couldn't sleep, he opened his eyes and looked at Fang Shi with his back to Huo Hu.

Buddha light?Could something be sealed in the stone?

He had the desire to break the square stone to see what was inside.

Outside the tent, in the silence, a man's voice sounded.

It seems to be far away in the sky, but it seems to be close at hand.

"Little bitch, come out."

Zhan Xing put Fang Shi into his pocket, and immediately got up vigilantly. Huo Hu beside him breathed evenly, and then returned to normal.

Zhan Xing lightly pulled the quilt for Huo Hu, carefully put on his boots, took out his coat and put it on, and crept out of the tent.

The wind and snow stopped, and it was a silvery white world.

In the endless snow, stood a man in black, black windbreaker, black sunglasses, black boots, tall and tall, his face under the sunglasses was as pale as the snow.

He wears a fingerless glove on his left hand, and the other palm is bare.

Zhan Xing: "Little Master."

Lin Jingfeng didn't take off his sunglasses, and said flatly, "Little bitch, go back to Beijing right away and don't stay in Tibet any longer."